CCTV Studio:
" The live broadcast gave Han Zhe a long shot. I have to say, Han Zhe is really handsome today, and he doesn't look nervous at all. It looks like Han Zhe is either very confident about the draft, or he has a strong mentality. It's rare for a young player to be able to handle things so calmly. Alright, everyone can see that the draft has begun. The New Orlean Hornets 'first pick has been handed over. The first pick of the season is about to be born. Let's wait and see."”
When the host read Anthony. After Davis's name, the crowd cheered. Of course, there was inevitably some booing. No matter who was elected, there would always be people who were dissatisfied. After all, everyone's ideal player was different.
No one was surprised by this result. Davis's qualifications and strength were there, and he had suppressed the other rookies by a large margin. It was widely expected that he would be the top pick.
Next up was the Bobcats 'second pick. They chose Davis' teammate from Kentuckia, forward Michael. Gilcrest.
He was also an excellent player with many honors. He had just finished the season as the main force of the NCAA championship team and was elected as the best player in the NCAA South Division. If it weren't for Davis, he would probably have won the first draft pick.
When it was time for the flower stick, Han Zhe felt a little nervous because the flower stick was in the hands of the genius. Perhaps he was hoping that the genius would give it to him. He felt that he wasn't weaker than Bill.
After all, it would be beneficial for his future development to have a good ranking. However, Han Zhe also knew that this was an extravagant hope. His fame was not on the same level as Bill's. Bill was currently enjoying the cool in the little green house. His goal this time was to not be disqualified. If he was disqualified, the system would disappear. The price was too high.
When the host read "Bradley. Bill, a look of disappointment flashed across Han Zhe's eyes. He turned his head as if he sensed something and found Whitman, who was sitting in the distance, looking at him.
Han Zhe grinned at Whitman and then completely relaxed. He lay down on the chair and waited quietly. It was good that he had completely given up on the idea, so he didn't have to think about anything else. Now, he just needed to wait for the second round of the genius selection. Whitman wouldn't be so bored as to fool him, right?
The scene of the two of them looking at each other just now was captured by a reporter from the front line of Sina.com. The Internet was in an uproar.
"Han Zhe and Whitman seem to be gay. Their affectionate gazes give me goosebumps!”
"It seems that the rumors about Han Zhe's trial at the Wizards are true. If that's the case, the Wizards might take him down.”
" Go to sleep. Han Zhe is just a running partner. It's good enough that he's listed as a candidate. He's actually quite unlucky. I've checked. The percentage of guards among the rookies this year is too high. He can't be ranked at all.”
" Stop fooling around. The draft isn't over yet. Anything is possible. I wish Han Zhe the best and hope that he gets selected. I really want to see our players in the NBA.”
"Blessing 1."
"Blessing 2."
"Blessing 999"
Next up, the Cavaliers picked the fourth point guard, Ang. West, the Kings 'fifth pick for power forward Thomas. Robson, Blazers 'sixth pick to take down point guard Damien Lillard
Wittman felt a little upset as he watched the rookies get picked one by one. For some reason, he felt a little uneasy after picking Bill with the number three pick.
In fact, Whitman had seriously considered using the number three pick to take down Han Zhe, because no one on the team knew Han Zhe's strength better than he did. Han Zhe had never played against Bill, but it was hard to say who was stronger or weaker. After all, Han Zhe was someone who could go head-to-head with Wall.
However, although the team had given Whitman a lot of autonomy, it had to be under the premise that the higher-ups thought it was reasonable. If they really used the number three pick on Han Zhe, the boss would probably go crazy. Wasn't this messing around?
Wittman also wanted the general manager to take some time to watch Han Zhe train, but they were obviously not interested in the rookie who was at the bottom of the draft. They only told Wittman that if he wanted to take Han Zhe down, he could sign him in the second round. The team would not interfere.
The other meaning was that they could sign him in the second round, but if they dared to use the flower pick to pick him, the team would have to interfere.
Whitman also had another idea. Since Han Zhe didn't care much about the order, then if they signed Bill with number three and Han Zhe in the second round, wouldn't the Wizards make a big profit? The key was that not many teams knew Han Zhe's true strength, so the chances of him being intercepted were low.
Although there were many teams from the Eastern Conference who had spoken up, Wittman felt that most of them were just troublemakers. After all, they had only watched Han Zhe play for a few minutes. If they dared to take out the first round of signing, he would be convinced!
Wittman knew that there were teams interested in Han Zhe, but they would only choose him in the second round to try their luck. The Wizards 'second-round pick was the 32nd pick, which meant that they had the second pick in the second round. No one else could beat him!
Of course, Zhang Weidong's analysis was the most important. Under the same conditions, people would naturally choose branded products over ordinary ones. Han Zhe's physical problem was also a major drawback, which made Wittman a little conflicted.
When the Warriors 'No. 30 player selected center Ezley, the first round of the draft ended.
" The first round of the draft is over," Su Qun said with a tinge of regret." It's a pity that our country's rookie, Han Zhe, didn't make it in the first round. I hope he can have a place in the second round. We'll be back soon after the commercial."”
Tiger Pounce also wailed,"
"It's over. The chances are getting slimmer and slimmer.”
"You have to make it to the second round. If Han Zhe doesn't make it, he'll have almost no chance of entering the NBA. Even if he signs as a free agent, he'll be a nobody!”
"Haha, let him be smug. He must be in trouble now. He wants to learn how to walk before he can crawl.”
"Idiot, get lost. I'm in a bad mood, so don't ask for a beating!”
"Han Zhe asked for it. He destroyed himself, but no one is allowed to say anything!”
"That's right... I told you that he didn't know the immensity of heaven and earth and that he was looking for abuse by going to the talent show.”
"I'll scold him. I like it. So what? If you have the ability, jump over from the screen and hit me!”
"The second round hasn't even started yet, and you bunch of trash are already jumping out. Whoever hasn't pulled up their pants properly, quickly stuff these things back in.”
Now that Han Zhe had failed in the first round, many of the haters from the past jumped out to have fun again. The tiger pounce quickly fell into a scolding war, and the scene was very chaotic.
Only Whitman was smiling at the result. Sure enough, the teams that had made the announcement earlier were just messing things up. They did not stupidly use the first round to sign Han Zhe, so Han Zhe could have been safely recruited by the Wizards.
Wittman was still feeling a little lucky. If he had picked Han Zhe with the number three pick, he would have suffered a huge loss. Bill was a hot commodity, and it was impossible for him to be left for the second round. Han Zhe was an exception. Han Zhe's strength was not weaker than Bill's, but his reputation was miles apart. Wittman had the upper hand in this aspect!
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